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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Oct 13, 2006 7:59pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Interesting Tour Happenings

This isn't quite as positve sorry but when I lived in Colorado there was this one dude who I somehow ended up standing in line by at a lot of shows - whether it was Dead, Allman Bros., Hot Tuna. The guy obviously must have good taste in music or he wouldn't be at the same show I was at ; ) however.. MAN! Was he ever smug. He was just SO connected and SO above it all. I mean his SBD patches were negative generation as he was so cool he actually was patched into Jerry's brain thereby being even better than the actual SBD. You see where I'm going with this right? I would just sit there and listen to his EGO and being too mellow to tell him to get over himself and just STFU

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Poster: jackstraw86 Date: Oct 13, 2006 8:48pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Interesting Tour Happenings

I've got 2 and I'll try to keep them short.
I'm at my first show at Pauley Pavilion, 79. My friends and I settle in some seats towards the back to just take in the scene. We were very “awake”. This couple sits next to us and the guy is clearly coked-out. They sit down and his girlfriend takes something out of her purse…a REAL Quaalude – 714. Within about 20 minutes, she’s nodding off. The rest of the show, she’s completely out and her date is in his own world. We had to physically move her of the row so we could leave after the show. My second show, 6 months later, we sit down and 5 minutes later someone sits next to us. We both can’t place her but she looked familiar. After talking to her for a few minutes, we realize that it was the same girl that was passed out at our first show. We were all wide awake this time and we exchanged some really nice energy.

Vegas ‘92. We just walk into the bowl, in the tunnels under the seats. I glance across the way, about 30 feet and I see a face I hadn’t seen in years, my next door neighbor from when I grew up; I hadn’t seen her in 25 years ago. She used to baby-sit me! I yelled and she stopped and kept looking around rather puzzled. I was calling her by her name I knew as a kid, not knowing her married name. So she was quite perplexed hearing her old name. She finally saw me and we had a nice reunion right there in the tunnel. I sat and talked with her for quite a while before Steve Miller took the stage. She lives in Ventura and me behind the Orange curtain, and we were both at all of those Ventura shows. But it took going to Vegas to run into each other. Life moves in mysterious ways.